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"I'm warning you, Malfoy -- one more word
"I -- I know I can't keep him forever, but I can't jus' dump him, I can't."
But Hermione had given Harry something else to think about as he climbed back into bed. The dog was guarding something.... What had Hagrid said? Gringotts was the safest place in the world for something you wanted to hide -- except perhaps Hogwarts.
"The what?" said Harry and Ron.
Before Ron could say another word, Hermione had disappeared. Ron turned the binoculars back on Harry. His broom was vibrating so hard, it was almost impossible for him to hang on much longer. The whole crowd was on its feet, watching, terrified, as the Weasleys flew up to try and pull Harry safely onto one of their brooms, but it was no good -- every time they got near him, the broom would jump higher still. They dropped lower and circled beneath him, obviously hoping to catch him if he fell. Marcus
"Well, what are you all waiting for?" she barked. "Everyone stand by a broomstick. Come on, hurry up."
"I won't let you in," he puffed. "Norbert's at a tricky stage -- nothin' I can't handle."
The stands erupted; it had to be a record, no one could ever remember the Snitch being caught so quickly.
"But there aren't wild dragons in Britain?" said Harry.
"Hang on," he said. "Back, Fang."
"Be quiet, Miss Patil
Ron also started teaching Harry wizard chess. This was exactly like Muggle chess except that the figures were alive, which made it a lot like directing troops in battle. Ron's set was very old and battered. Like everything else he owned, it had once belonged to someone else in his family -- in this case, his grandfather. However, old chessmen weren't a drawback at all. Ron knew them so well he never had trouble getting them to do what he wanted.
Hermione had fought her way across to the stand where Snape stood, and was now racing along the row behind him; she didn't even stop to say sorry as she knocked Professor Quirrell headfirst into the row in front. Reaching Snape, she crouched down, pulled out her wand, and whispered a few, well- chosen words. Bright blue flames shot from her wand onto the hem of Snape's robes.
Gryffindor cheers filled the cold air, with howls and moans from the Slytherins.
"Sniff around, my sweet, they might be lurking in a corner."
Wishing he'd been a bit quicker at thinking up some story, Harry left the library. He, Ron, and Hermione had already agreed they'd better not ask Madam Pince where they could find Flamel. They were sure she'd be able to tell them, but they couldn't risk Snape hearing what they were up to.？